I have known the arcane lore 
on strange roads such visions met 
that I have no fear nor concern 
for hatred and obstacles of this world 

By stone-shoed wanderer I am taught 
my visions from fiery eyed iron-armed chanter 
I know how to fight, I know how to sing 
I know how to bend, I know how to break 

I've not grown weary on lengthy roads 
on strange lands not gone astray 
such is the knowledge cast in me 
such is the knowledge, such are the skills 

I know how to fight 
I know how to sing 
I know the way 
 [bad word] is said to befall me 
it has [bad word] to pass 
I've conquered all who stood on my way 
and drowned the snakes of death 

Because of treason I now shall leave 
because of my blood burning my soul 
and now I raise this flaming sword 
towards darkness, against everyone